With my new 'going with what ya got' mentality in the interests of getting to France quicker, I brought in some greenery from the garden and we stayed in for home made pizza last Saturday night.
Earlier I had harnessed the brawn of Mr Beach House to help dig out a few saplings that were dangerously close to the foundations of the house and cause I didn't buy flowers last week I brought some of the cuttings in.
I have often taken photos of this gorgeous antique boat, that was a toy of my father's. These boats are known in Sydney as Balmain Bugs and in the 1930's and 40's they were raced on the lakes at Centennial Park and bets were taken on the outcome. My dad was lucky enough to have his own, although as he was born in 1935, I doubt he was involved in the gambling.
The sails are all snail eaten now but I love this boat as it's a link to my dad.
So after a spot of palm frond and coastal banksia jooshing, I got out the pizza ingredients and put the youngest Beach House Brat to work. No need for any recipe action here, as you can see what I used and you can use anything you like. Thinly sliced sweet potato is another favourite, but we were all out of it last weekend.
We loaded up these store bought pizza bases. I hope you aren't cringing right now but these bases are really great. They are from Harris Farm and they are like thin Italian pizza crusts with a lovely herb infused tomato sauce. So in the interests of having dinner on the table in 25 minutes from fridge to table, I use these.

I think this a great way of disguising vegetables that the kiddos would not otherwise eat. I must say I was a little concerned that this kiddo would do the tight lipped shuffle, as often happens at dinner time around here and not eat this pizza. She knew what was on it, so that was a real risk, but no I was wrong....they all gobbled it up. No lunch box left overs here.
And what do you do whilst the pizza is cooking? You dance around the living room to Van Morrison, snapping shots of your amazingly tidy for a Saturday living room, that's what.
Mr Beach House, bless his soul, is still turning up with a bunch of flowers for me most Friday nights. And there they are in the red and white striped paper bag. White lilies this weekend....... you can tell I'm well and truly over the 'baby booster bust up' of the weekend before....which you can read more about here if you haven't already.
Anyway, when the pizza was pulled from the oven, the cork on the rose was popped, or in this case screwed off. The kiddos got water in a coke glass, cause that's as close as they get to coca cola around here....... One exception Christmas day!!!!!
At that point, everyone turned up in the kitchen eager to get into it. Mr Beach House does not stand on ceremony and it's off to the table for a great family dinner for four.
This Saturday night we will be at home as well. The Tour de France begins. Yippee!!! This is perfect viewing synergy for Mr Beach House and I. He watches the bikes and I am perfectly content to watch the scenery.
Happy days everyone.
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